You look so sad, why do you laugh?
"Because as much as they hurt me, they needed me far more than I needed them."
What happened?
"I walked away, and while I did not hurt them, exactly, I also refused to let them hurt me anymore."
And then?
"They hurt themselves instead. I do not laugh because I am happy of it. But rather, because I refuse to let them make me cry anymore." -- Anon Guest
Officially homeless, Ihagrah carried her most treasured items on her back, under her arms, and in bags dangling from her hands. Nevertheless, she was laughing all the way to the Unwelcome People's ghetto. She was glad to see the back of that horrible place, no matter what it cost her in pay, accommodations, and social standing.
Not that a Harukh had much of a good reputation anyway.
The local Kobold nest greeted her with cheers, and Rikkush peeled off from the horde to patter alongside Ihagrah. "You got kicked out?"
"Quit, so I had to 'vacate my domicile forthwith' according to her Ladyship." She grunted as she re-balanced her pack with a flex of her shoulders. "Good riddance to bad rubbish. She'll find out soon enough how much she's missing." And in the meantime, she could tell her story to anyone who wanted to listen to it.
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